Captured by Bosses - Chapter 2: The First Taste | Free Erotic Story

Tessa’s “yes” hung in the air like a gunshot, and before she could blink, Ryder and Cole moved. Ryder’s hands yanked her blouse open, buttons popping, her tits spilling out in her lacy bra. Cole shoved her skirt up to her hips, tearing her panties down her legs. The cool air hit her wet pussy, making her clit twitch, and she hated how exposed she felt—hated how much she liked it. “Fuck, look at you,” Cole said, voice thick with hunger. He dropped to his knees, shoving her thighs apart on the bar’s edge. Her ass barely hit the wood before his mouth was on her, hot and greedy. His tongue licked her clit, slow at first, then sucked hard, pulling a moan from her throat she couldn’t choke back. Ryder stepped back, watching, his blue eyes dark as sin. “That’s it, Cole. Eat her out.” He unzipped his pants, slow and deliberate, letting his thick cock spring free. It was huge—veins bulging, tip glistening—and Tessa’s mouth went dry. He gripped it, stroking once, twice, his balls heavy and tight. “Suck it, Tessa,” he ordered, stepping close. “Show me you mean it.” Her head spun, Cole’s tongue fucking her vagina now, sliding in deep, wet and messy. Her pussy clenched, dripping down his chin, and her hips bucked against his face. “Oh, shit,” she gasped, her hands gripping the bar. Ryder’s dick hovered inches from her lips, and she glared up at him, defiant even as her body burned. “Do it,” he growled, grabbing her hair, tugging just hard enough to sting. She opened her mouth, letting him push in, the salty taste of his penis hitting her tongue. He was big, stretching her lips wide, and she gagged as he slid deeper, filling her throat. “Fuck, yeah,” he groaned, hips rocking slow. Cole’s fingers joined his tongue, two slipping into her cunt, curling hard. Her clit throbbed under his sucks, and her nipples ached in her bra, begging for touch. She couldn’t think—Ryder’s cock fucked her mouth, Cole’s mouth fucked her pussy, and her whole body was a live wire, sparking with every thrust and lick. “You’re so wet,” Cole mumbled against her, his breath hot on her folds. He pulled back, grinning, his lips shiny with her. “Taste like you’ve wanted this forever.” He dove back in, sucking her clit ‘til her thighs shook, and she felt it—the orgasm building, tight and hot in her belly. Ryder’s hand tightened in her hair, his dick pulsing in her mouth. “Swallow me, Tessa,” he rasped, thrusting faster. She couldn’t—her jaw burned, spit dripping down her chin—but she tried, hollowing her cheeks, sucking hard. His groan rumbled through her, and it pushed her over. Her pussy spasmed, gushing wet as she came, screaming around Ryder’s cock. Her vagina clamped on Cole’s fingers, her clit a throbbing mess under his tongue. Her body shook, sweat stinging her skin, and she couldn’t stop it—wave after wave of pleasure tearing her apart. Cole pulled back, licking his lips, his green eyes wicked. “Fuck, that was hot.” He stood, wiping his mouth, his pants tented with his own hard-on. Ryder slid out of her throat, leaving her gasping, her lips swollen and raw. His cock stayed stiff, shiny with her spit, and he smirked down at her. “Good start,” Ryder said, voice rough. He grabbed her chin, tilting her face up. “But we’re not done. Not even close.” Tessa’s chest heaved, her cunt still pulsing, tender and slick. She glared at them, panting, her defiance flickering under the haze of lust. She’d come—hard—but they still held her, owned her, and the thought made her stomach twist. Fear, shame, need—it all crashed together, and she didn’t know if she wanted to run or beg for more. Cole chuckled, stepping closer, his hand brushing her thigh. “Ready for round two, baby?” Her pussy twitched at his words, traitor that it was. She was trapped, caught in their heat, and the night was just getting started.